The dim purple soul fire within the Corpse King's skull suddenly contracted. Its dry consciousness carried shock and fury. "Buddhist power? No!"
It sensed it! That vast, deathly aura that pierced through the earth and shrouded the entire city—the Fengdu Ghost Gate had opened!
Almost at the same time, Fang Gang suddenly straightened up from the deep pit at the base of the altar.
Not only was the faint golden radiance of the Six-Zhang Golden Body not crushed by the Ghost Gate's pressure, it instead erupted violently like cold water thrown into boiling oil!
"Roar—!" The Corpse King let out a piercing shriek. Its withered dark-gold arm rose again, its five fingers clawed as it viciously grasped at Fang Gang from afar!
This time, the gray-black death qi contained a thread of even deeper, darker power from the Ghost Gate. The condensed dark-gold ghost claw was far more solid than before, while the resentful soul phantoms coiling around its talons let out silent shrieks!
Yellow Springs Ghost Claw! Its power had multiplied!
The ghost claw tore through the frozen air, descending upon him with decaying laws that could freeze the soul! Its speed was extreme!
"Good!" A savage gleam flashed in Fang Gang's eyes. Instead of retreating, he stepped forward to meet the giant claw!
His arms, covered in a faint golden film of light, crossed before him and rose forcefully!
He had no intention of directly clashing with the ghost claw's sharpness. He intended to endure it head-on!
He would use this newly formed Six-Zhang Golden Body to withstand the enraged strike of an SS-Class Corpse King empowered by the Ghost Gate!
He needed to test the limits of this golden body—and use this terrifying pressure to temper himself!
Boom!!!
The dark-gold ghost claw slammed into Fang Gang's crossed